Ive been told that I have this habit of stating my emotions explicitly. Like, maybe I’m sitting in a hot tub with my friends and I’m feeling nostalgic, hopeful, grateful, happy, and content all at once. I will literally announce what I’m feeling because that moment is notably happier than the other 98.5% of my…
So High
When People Suck pt.2
There’s a reason we don’t talk about mental health as much as we should. There’s a reason suffering people suffer alone. There’s a reason that I’m so sure our world is full of entitled people ignoring problems that don’t apply to them. There’s a reason I started this blog, a reason for my mental health…
The D Word
To be honest, internet, I’ve been on the struggle bus lately. And, for the sake of this post (despite how uncomfortable admitting it is), I need to name that my struggle bus is called “depression.” To be more honest, I fear that by typing that word, I’m loosing a lot of your attention. The truth…
Shenanigans
It was a weekend of fun in Morgan-land. I spent Saturday with my friend Lindsey. Admittedly, I tried to postpone our plans so I could stay in bed; but, the girl bullied me out of the house, and I’m way grateful for it. After a day of shopping and lunching, we headed to a theater…
Dreaming and Hoping
For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a tumultuous relationship with getting my hopes up. Generally speaking, all things I’ve struggled with are because something didn’t go the way I’d hoped… I don’t imagine that I’m alone in that. We come out of the womb this way– blindly trusting, annoyingly optimistic, and assuming…
Loveless
There’s this song called, “Loveless” by Lorde that talks about how we’re the generation who date without feelings. She describes us as a group who dates through messing with eachother’s heads. The girl gets it, and she gets me. Side-note, as I looked up the lyrics to make sure I mentioned the correct song, I…
Reasons Why
You all know that we’re living in the golden age of television, right? Even if you’re not a big TV person, you’ve got to be aware that this is going on. In the last few years, I’ve witnessed moments of television that shook me and forever raised production expectations. Several of these moments have been…
The Price of Progress
Alright all, I’m pumping the breaks on the letters. Who knows if that series will resurface, but I’m feeling too restricted by them at the moment. I don’t tolerate restrictions well. I’ve been feeling starved of blog posts. More-so starved of creativity, I suppose. I’ve felt too trapped with myself, and like my fear of…
